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But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags, O Sea! But the tender grace of a day that is dead Will never come back to me.The Calcutta Review - Side 3531858Uten tilgangsbegrensning - Om denne boken

...thy cold gray stones, O sea, And I would that my voice could titter The thoughts that arise in me. The stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But OI for the touch of a vanished hand, And ihe sound of a voice that is still 1 • TENNYSON. ATLANTIC...

...thoughts that arise in me. Oh, well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at ell fo Oh, well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill: But oh, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break,...

...shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat on the bay 1 " And the stately ships go on To their haven under the hill. But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break At...

...move me to my marriage-morn, And round again to happy night. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish 'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,...

...with thee, lightly bome, Dip forward under starry light, BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray atones, O Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanish 'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still ! Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,...

...34 MAN WAS MADE TO MOURN. BREAK, BREAK, BREAK.— Tennyson. BREAK, break, break, On thy cold, gray stones, O Sea, And I would that my tongue could utter...his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To the haven under the hill ; But, O, for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that...

...thoughts that arise in me. 0 well for the fisherman's boy, That he shouts with his sister at play ! 0 well for the sailor lad, That he sings in his boat...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill; But 0 for the touch of a vanish'd hand, And the sound of a voice that is still! Break, break, break, At...

...philosophy, and godliness, rose into his mind, — " Break, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, 0 sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...stately ships go on To their haven under the hill ; But 0 for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break,...

...thee, lightly borne, Dip forward under starry light, BREAK, break, break, On thy cold gray stones, oh Sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts...his boat on the bay ! And the stately ships go on To the haven under the hill ; But oh for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is...

...cold gray stones, O sea ! And I would that my tongue could utter The thoughts that arise in me. " 0 well for the fisherman's boy That he shouts with his...their haven under the hill ; But O for the touch of a vanished hand, And the sound of a voice that is still. " Break, break, break, At the foot of thy crags,...